Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Equatorial Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Amon Düül to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Neil Young,
The Mojo Men,
Talk Talk,
Lalann,
Blossom Toes,
Piero Umiliani,
Johnny Osbourne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Grass Roots,
Lungfish,
Fela Kuti,
Blancmange,
Essential Logic,
The Offenders,
The Saints,
Scan 7,
Glenn Branca,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABC,
Symarip,
Magma,
Gichy Dan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
Hashim,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gang Gang Dance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
Brand Nubian,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
DJ Sneak,
Lower 48,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ituana,
Newcleus,
Yaz,
Zapp,
Sparks,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
The Wake,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Unwound,
Lyres,
Howard Jones,
cv313,
Danielle Patucci,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.